There was nothing to do originally, and since An Yi wanted to go out and play, Ling Qingwan agreed.
It’s a good time to choose a birthday gift for Song Zhiqing.
If Ling Shen hadn't taken it over for her, and if she hadn't wanted to add trouble at this time, Ling Qingwan would not have attended Song Zhiqing's birthday.
After leaving Ling Mansion, the first thing they did was go to Ruyifang.
Ling Qingwan and An Yi spent some time in the store choosing. Ling Qingwan chose a pair of jade ruyi, while An Yi chose a white jade glazed porcelain vase. After buying Song Zhiqing's birthday gift, they went to a ready-made clothing shop.
When the little girl saw these beautiful clothes, she couldn't move her legs. Before Ling Qingwan could react, An Yi looked around like a runaway and mixed into the pile of clothes.
"Wanwan, which of these two do you think looks better?"
After a while, An Yi returned to Ling Qingwan excitedly with two pieces of clothing.
Ling Qingwan took a look and pointed at the goose yellow long skirt embroidered with water cloud lanterns on the right.
"I like this one the best too, but Xiaobai insisted that it looks too big and doesn't fit me." An Yi pouted.
"It's indeed a bit big." Ling Qingwan chuckled. "But if you like it, you can try it. What if it fits?"
Since I have nothing else to do right now, it won't take me long to try on two pieces of clothing.
After hearing Ling Qingwan's words, An Yi immediately decided to give it a try.
Ling Qingwan was waiting outside.
She looked around unconsciously and suddenly saw a familiar figure.
The scent of ink
Ling Qingwan frowned calmly.
Thinking about how she bullied Zhang Shuying in her previous life, and how Mo Xiang had always been unreasonable during their previous meetings, Ling Qingwan didn't have a very good impression of Mo Xiang.
After just one glance at Mo Xiang, Ling Qingwan looked away.
"Ms. Ling."
Unexpectedly, Ling Qingwan ignored Mo Xiang, but Mo Xiang came up to her and greeted her actively.
"Miss Mo." Ling Qingwan nodded and smiled back.
Mo Xiang wanted to say something when An Yi came out of the fitting room and saw this scene.
"Mo Xiang? Why are you here?"
When An Yi saw Mo Xiang, rejection was written all over her body.
"It's almost the end of the year, so there are more people shopping than usual. It's reasonable for Miss Mo to come here." Ling Qingwan walked to An Yi and whispered.
This is a store, and they have opened the store for business. Ling Qingwan doesn't want An Yi and Mo Xiang to have a falling out here.
"Ms. Ling and the princess continue to shop. I have something to do, so I'll leave first."
Mo Xiang nodded to the two of them again and then left the store.
An Yi was stunned by Mo Xiang's reaction.
"Didn't I see it? Is this really Mo Xiang?" An Yi said, rubbing her eyes.
"What else? Besides Mo Cheng and Mo Xiang, the Mo family might have twin daughters?" Ling Qingwan chuckled.
"Then why did she greet us?" An Yi was puzzled.
Logically speaking, Mo Xiang should be on edge when seeing the two of them.
"Maybe it was because of what happened last time that she saw through Cheng Qianxin's character." Ling Qingwan's mouth corners slightly raised, and the smile on her face was very gentle.
"Yeah, who can Cheng Qianxin fool with her attitude? She can only fool Mo Xiang, who she has played with since childhood." An Yi smacked her lips and sighed.
"Okay, let's not talk about her. How was your trying on of clothes?" Ling Qingwan looked An Yi up and down.
"I love so much."
When talking about clothes, An Yi's eyes lit up.
As she spoke, she turned around twice in front of Ling Qingwan.
The waist shouldn't be too big. An Yi is too petite and the clothes are too loose.
"Let's ask the shopkeeper to help us make some changes." Ling Qingwan suggested.
It was rare for An Yi to see clothes that she liked so much, and it would be a pity if she didn't get them.
Xiaobai found the shopkeeper and asked, and found out that it would take half an hour.
It just so happened that Ling Qingwan and An Yi went out for a stroll first and would come back to get it when the time came.
"Wanwan, we have known each other for two years!"
On the street, An Yi held Ling Qingwan's arm, and the two looked very close.
"To be precise, it should be more than a year." Ling Qingwan raised her eyebrows.
It has been less than two years since she returned to the capital.
"Oh, that's not important. What's important is that we have known each other for a long time." An Yi said with a smile.
"Yes, yes, yes." Ling Qingwan chuckled and reached out to pinch An Yi's nose.
"Time goes by so fast! The New Year is coming soon. After the New Year, you will get married to your brother, the prince." An Yi couldn't help but sigh.
"Wanwan, when you marry into the palace, can I still come to visit you often?"
"I am marrying into the royal palace, not going to live outside Tokyo. For me, it's the same whether I live in Ling Mansion, the General's Mansion, or the royal palace in the future."
"I just have to trouble you. You will have to walk a few more steps when you come to play with me next time."
It is farther from the Prince's Palace to Wei Xun's Palace than to Ling's Palace.
"I'm not afraid of trouble!"
The little maid hurriedly responded, as if afraid that Ling Qingwan had misunderstood.
The two of them were smiling sweetly and were seen by a figure upstairs.
Song Zhicheng sat in front of the window, his eyes fixed on Ling Qingwan below.
Inexplicably, seeing Ling Qingwan smiling so brightly, Song Zhicheng's heart trembled slightly, like a stone falling into the water, causing ripples.
Song Zhicheng had never experienced this feeling before.
Suddenly, I heard the sound of the box door opening.
Song Zhicheng turned his head and saw Ling Chuchu coming in, and immediately closed the window.
"Why doesn't the eldest prince leave the window open?" Ling Chuchu asked.
"What if someone sees you?" Song Zhicheng asked Ling Chuchu angrily. "Don't forget, you are still being hunted by the Jingzhao Yinfu, and you can't show yourself to others."
Ling Chuchu's face fell.
There was no way, Song Zhicheng's words were harsh, but true. Ling Chuchu could not refute.
She sat down opposite Song Zhicheng awkwardly.
"I invited you to meet me in the teahouse today because I want to make a deal with you." Song Zhicheng went straight to the point.
He and Ling Chuchu had nothing else to talk about.
"Introduce the power behind you to me, and I will find a way to stop you from being hunted down by the Jingzhao Yin government."
Ling Chuchu's eyes flickered slightly.
She thought that after all, there had been some tenderness between them, and Song Zhicheng would not be so heartless to her.
Unexpectedly, from beginning to end, Song Zhicheng was only concerned about the power behind her.
"How is it?" Song Zhicheng asked.
Ling Chuchu quickly regained her composure.
"You are a smart man. You should be able to think that the power behind me is my lifeline. Do you think I will hand over the power behind me to you just to avoid being hunted down by the Jingzhao Yinfu?"
Ling Chuchu looked even calmer.
Since Song Zhicheng doesn't want to think about their old relationship, she will do the same.
"What do you mean?" Song Zhicheng frowned, obviously dissatisfied with Ling Chuchu's arrogance.
"As for a deal, it's best if the conditions on both sides are equal." Ling Chuchu's lips curled slightly.
"Just tell me what you want, no need to beat around the bush."